My spirit desired a body, so it chose me. It wants to go fast, fly off cliffs, teleport through rock, explode into flames, shapeshift... Me too, but I get afraid to crash, fall, burn, deform. The slogan for this dancing is “Think less. Feel More. Keep Dancing.” It’s aim: stay grounded in the senses, responsive to the moment. The question: what kind of choreography can delight a desirous spirit?